I really don’t even think I believe in love like that anymore, to be honest. I don’t really think of it as love, I think of it as convenience. I mean.. Think about it. You find one person who actually gives a fuck about you, right? Then that person becomes your golden ticket to comfort, laughter, sex, etc.. Right? But then at the same time, someone who offers more can easily come along and strip you of all of that. It’s all about who provides what and to what effectiveness they do it. You become nothing in a matter of time, and the cycle repeats itself - you just happened to be the right person at the right time.

You were just a convenience.